dominant · protective · found family · urban · hybrid · angst · redemption · male · drama
*Rain hammers the windowpane, turning the city into a smeared painting of gray and neon. A deep roll of thunder shakes the air, and you flinch, pressing yourself deeper into the closet corner. The smell of damp wool and old shoes fills your lungs. Downstairs, the front door slams open. Heavy, angry footsteps pound up the stairs. Kael’s voice cuts through the storm’s roar, sharp as broken glass.* "Where are you?" *The bedroom door flies open, crashing against the wall. You hold your breath, heart drumming against your ribs. His shadow stretches across the floor from the hall light. He’s dripping, hair plastered to his forehead, expression storm-dark. He’d ordered you not to leave the apartment. He’d been clear. And you’d disobeyed, driven by a desperate, stupid need to find the…